Well, here's another chapter. I hope you like it!
It was a long day at school. Kurama shook his head, ignoring the fluttering of the "fan-girls" as Yusuke affectionately calls them. He had to ignore the past. His mother was alright now, due to the stolen mirror.
He was almost happy. Almost, but not quite.
Something was missing.
All day, something had been pushing at the back of his mind, tugging; a dark presence was near.
"Minamio, Shuichi."
Someone was calling his name. It was a distant buzzing.
He heard it again, louder; a call for attention.
Blinking, he looks up, finally taken away from his reverie.
English Class. Oops.
"Turn to page 105 and read the poem Bring Me into the Light by Chantal Melsheimer."
Blushing, Kurama fumbles with his poetry book, hands grasping the cheap binding.
Slowly standing, he begins to read in a soft baritone,
"I don't know where to go…
I'm just a walking corpse;
Filled with pain.
Emotions stir deep within my heart
And all I see are laughing eyes.
I don't know where to go…
I'm just a walking corpse;
Watching from the dark.
Emotions stir deep within my heart
As I watch what I can't have.
I don't know where to go…
I'm just a walking corpse;
Decaying in silent misery.
Emotions stir deep within my heart
Bring me into the light, please.
I don't know where to go…
I don't know where to go…"
As Kurama finished the poem, his English teacher thanked him and began to ramble. He took his seat, shoulders hunching for a moment, as he bent.
Something caught his eye.
In the trees outside, there was a lone figure.
Who wore dark clothing.
Blinking, Kurama tilts his head, feeling slightly giddy.
Hiei.
And that was his last coherent thought before the bell rung.
Kurama had to restrain himself. He felt like prancing.
Why?
Pursing his lips, he looks throughout the crowded courtyard, bright eyes passing across the bodies of peers.
School was officially over for the day and kids were jumbled together, planning their afternoons.
So many people.
'Hiei would feel uncomfortable here…I'd better hurry.
Was there a mission?
There'd almost have to be.
Why else would Hiei be here?'
Blinking, he sighs, slim digits running through his hair; faint blushes emitted from plenty of the surrounding women.
Unbeknownst to Kurama; he had caught the attention of a boy as well; a certain red-eyed, moody swords-man.
Walking quickly past the trees, feet landing and raising smoothly, Hiei waited impatiently for the desire of his affections.
Wait, what?
Licking his lips, he tries to remain nonchalant.
Stopping in his tracks, he leans towards the closest tree, back pressed firmly against the bark.
A smirk graced his features as Kurama rounded the corner.
It was swift but Hiei knew that Kurama had seen it.
His eyes sparkled momentarily before fading into deep gloomy masses of red irises on black pupils.
Red on black.
Kurama's hand rose; in a victory sign.
Seriously, he could be so childish sometimes…
But then, that's what you love abo-
Love? Pfft!
He had to concentrate and not on Kurama, but…It was so hard.
"Hello Hiei." It was simple.
Then again, the word 'simple' was an understatement to anything involving Youko Kurama. Wasn't it?
A smooth contralto mixed in with a softer, more seductive baritone.
Sexy.
And of course, I answered with an infamous grunt.
I saw the disappointment.
Yearning to say something to my fox, I opened my mouth.
Wait, my fox?
Lips shut immediately. This was so annoying.
This…was he toying with me?
We began to move, our eyes flickering towards each-other when we best thought prudent.
This game we played,
This dance we danced…
Was foolish.
Hiei was beginning to realize something.
He needed his fox.
Needed him more than Yukina.
Because no matter what, he was there; comforting, laughing, teasing, protecting.
Originally, Hiei had thought that he didn't need those foolish acts of friendliness, but as his time with Kurama elongated, he had found that he had grown rather used to them.
Their set gait was purposely slow, they both had a lot on their minds and it was becoming increasingly difficult for Kurama to keep up a single-handed conversation.
His house was coming closer and closer.
One…two…three…
Steps were taken in silence.
A light pout formed around the corner of Kurama's lips.
Hiei thought this amusing and released a slight snicker.
While Kurama was responding to Hiei's unjust actions, Hiei jumped up to the window seal.
He took the liberty to climb through the small space.
The window was, as always, open.
Grumbling, Kurama shook his head and went the long way around. He always did prefer the more scenic route.
Once inside, Kurama gasped. His eyes widened at the state of his house.
He smelled something familiar but it was faint.
Moving into another room, walking quickly, his voice rises in a shout.
Where was his mother?
He stops, breath hitching silently.
Eyes narrowed into dangerous slits, he takes a deep and long breath, trying to slow down his beating heart.
He wanted to scream.
Or fight.
Or something.
When Hiei raced down the stairs, he sniffed the air cautiously. Blood.
Looking this way and that, he realized that he had never been to this part of Kurama's house.
Biting his lip, teeth gnashing together through the skin, he clenches his fists.
There, in front of him, stood Kurama.
He looked haggard at best; it seemed as if his shoulders were hunched in…defeat.
Before Kurama, was a wall.
It would have been considered cheery.
Before.
Taking a few quick steps, Hiei moves to Kurama's side, eyes scanning across the wall.
Reading.
Compassion filled his normally tough gaze.
He gently touched Kurama's shoulder and was surprised to see that it was trembling with unshed tears.
He swallowed.
There before him read, "If you want her, come and claim her, Youko Kurama."
It was written in his mothers' blood.
Autheresses's ramblings:
Oh God! That was soooooo hard to do.
Hard hard hard hard hard!
My eyes welled up! *Pouts* I hope everything goes ok with Kurama and Hiei. AND Kurama and his Momma.
^__^ If you don't know. Neither do I.
Thanks to Tatoosh and Siver-eyes Magician Girl. You two, I was actually afraid that I might have had a writers block.
Fortunately I don't, the next chapter will be up in a few days. I promise yummi!
Heh. Until next time...Which should be soon. (Hopefully)
